The Niohuru family not only had no conflicts in the court, but also maintained extremely harmonious relationships among mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law. Lanqin observed that although she occasionally experienced strife in the palace, she was relatively comfortable thanks to the Fourth Prince's sincere affection. The Niohuru residence was also peaceful, and Lanqin couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. She wondered how her parents were doing, whether they thought of her, and whether they were constantly worried about her. If only she were truly a member of the Niohuru clan. While outwardly appearing happy, Lanqin felt a tinge of sadness deep inside.

Upon seeing her family arrive, Lanqin ordered the palace maids to stand guard outside the door, as she was only there to catch up with her family and nothing else. She chatted with her mother and sister-in-law about everyday matters in Changchun Palace, and bursts of laughter echoed from within. Even the Fourth Prince couldn't bear to disturb this harmonious scene.

"What's this? You don't know, Qiu Fu, don't let his usual gloomy face fool you. Ever since he took that position at the Dali Temple, his face has been even more clouded, almost as dark as Bao Gong's! But when he has a spare moment, he actually..." Third Sister-in-law Guo couldn't help but chuckle, "He actually washes my feet!" She then covered her face shyly, as if she was about to do something she couldn't bear to see.

Everyone was astonished, never expecting that the upright and incorruptible Qiu Fu would treat his wife like this in the household. Just moments ago, everyone was envious of the Emperor's favor towards Lanqin, but now they felt a mix of envy, jealousy, and resentment towards Guo Shi. Although Anjia felt this was a violation of traditional moral principles, she didn't mind, as she and her husband didn't care much about such formalities; what mattered was that their children were doing well.

The women seemed to forget their seniority and shared their private matters like close friends. However, all good things must come to an end, and Lanqin's mother and sister-in-law couldn't stay in the palace for too long, especially since her father and two brothers were waiting to serve them. So, Lanqin reluctantly saw off Anjia, Shi, and Guo.

After her family was sent out of the palace, the once bustling Changchun Palace now appeared rather deserted. Lanqin also looked tired, and when she spoke to Cui Niang, it was more like she was speaking to herself, "I never thought that after all these years, I would really become a member of the Niohuru clan." Her words were full of emotion.

Hearing this, Cui Niang was puzzled. Was Consort Xi perhaps too happy and confused? So she asked, "What does Your Highness mean? You are already Consort Xi!"

"Alright, alright, I'm a little tired. Help me to rest." Lanqin didn't want to blurt out her feelings, so she asked Cui Niang to help her to rest. After all the excitement, she was really tired.

Without giving it much thought, Cui Niang helped Lanqin to bed after hearing her words, not daring to ask any further questions. After helping Lanqin lie down, she withdrew.

Lanqin lay on the bed, feeling more at ease than ever before. She had been in this world for over twenty years, living in constant fear, though not always without trepidation. Having occasionally watched palace dramas in modern times, Lanqin couldn't help but sigh, realizing how incredibly difficult it was to survive until now. Fortunately, she had the good fortune to have transmigrated and become a member of the Niohuru clan, specifically the Niohuru clan of Emperor Yongzheng.

Lanqin imagined herself transmigrating into the body of the most blessed empress dowager in Qing Dynasty history, and then she drifted into a dream.

Cui Niang pondered Lan Qin's words, but couldn't understand why the Empress was like that, so she put those words out of her mind.